Everything that goes into my mouth seems to make me fat, everything that comes out of my mouth embarrasses me.

We'll grow old waiting.

his examination revealed that he had no fever, no pain anywhere, and that his only concrete feeling was an urgent desire to die. All that was needed was shrewd questioning...to conclude once again that the symptoms of love were the same as those of cholera.

All human beings have three lives: public, private, and secret.

Because he had not done what she, with her heart in her mouth, had hoped he would do, which was to be a man: deny everything, and swear on his life it was not true, and grow indignant at the false accusation, and shout curses at this ill-begotten society that did not hesitate to trample on one's honor, and remain imperturbable even when forced with crushing proofs of his disloyalty.

Very well, I will marry you if you promise not to make me eat eggplant.

A falcon who chases a warlike crane can only hope for a life of pain.